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I've never heard of Sound and Motion, and searches of google and Rolling Stone do not quell my curiosity.  There is a Canadian socially conscious dance troupe called Sound+Motion, but you refer to a single person...

[CortJstr]

I've never heard of Sound and Motion, and searches of google and Rolling Stone do not quell my curiosity.  There is a Canadian socially conscious dance troupe called Sound+Motion, but you refer to a single person...

Remember which board you're reading...

http://www.achewood.com/index.php?date=02092006

[misterqueue]

I still stand by my statement that there's nothing more boring than another person's dreams, but as I haven't written anything of substance in a bit of a while and I need to write this one down I'll make an exception and bore the shit out of all of you.


Last night I dreamed that I was in a band called The Rather Dappers.  (With that name I really wish we were a rap group, but I digress.)  There was upwards of 20 people in this ensemble and we all wore vintage Victorian/Edwardian attire.  3 of the guys played saws.  As I sat in our dressing room waiting to go on stage for a performance, my friend Brian (who was in the band of course) burst into the room.

"Look at this!" he shouted throwing a Billboard magazine down.  I looked and at the top was "Consumption Blues (Milady's got em)" by The Rather Dappers.  We laughed and high fived one another, which looked rather strange since we were both wearing tight frock coats.  I flipped on the TV idly and oddly enough a talk show was on featuring parents complaining about the image we were giving their teens.

A woman was talking in a thick fakey Irish accent for some reason.  She said, "I mean, me daughter's spendin' all ur money on snuffboxes and brooches!  'Sinuff to drive me ma'!"

As I wondered how we were going to spin this one Brian burst through the door again.  "I've lost my cufflinks!"

The next 10 minutes were spent frantically trying to find them.  I remember we were concerned we'd never make it to the stage in time. 

There wasn't really a solid punch out ending to this though, I just woke up.  Sometimes my brain disappoints me like that.

[AlohaDawg]

So you dream like you're watchng yourself on TV? I ask because you said it looked funny to high five in what sounds like Edwardian gear.

I only dream in the first person. Is this unusual?

[misterqueue]

So you dream like you're watchng yourself on TV? I ask because you said it looked funny to high five in what sounds like Edwardian gear.

I only dream in the first person. Is this unusual?

It was first person, but Brian looked funny doing it so I extrapolated the information from that I suppose.  In the dream it made sense, but then, it was a dream.

I think most people dream in 1st person.  I've only had a couple handfulls that were 3rd person.


What I'd really like to see is a dream in 2nd person.

[wombat]

I dreamed that I got a present from Onstad.  The package contained an autographed copy of a big full color book that he had published, and the keys to a house.  He had built me a big beautiful house, nice and well built not cheap and tacky like most new houses seem to me.  And the best part was that in the living room was a built-in double row of glass terrariums, already set up with running water and moss and ready for me to just pop in some frogs and newts.

I was showing the house to people and I realized that I hadn't thanked him for it.  I thought I couldn't thank him for such a big present just with an email.  I had never called him on the phone so that felt weird.  I started to write a hand-written thank you note, but then I thought I really ought to thank him in person.  In the dream he had an almost identical house only a few blocks away.  I was thinking that I should probably go in the middle of the day when his wife was at work because I'd never met her and it would be more awkward if she answered the door.

I can't remember, I think the dream ended before I really went over there to talk to him.

[pmcd9]

Damn Wombat I had an Achewood related dream last night too that was sort of similar.  I wasn't going to mention it because the details are all so vague because my achewood dream was followed by a more memorable dream involving a girl I used to know.  But the achewood dream had something to do with AD and I was going to send him an e-mail or letter or something and somehow it was going to get him in trouble with his wife or some shit like that.  Whatever it was I was going to do against Dawg I wound up not doing it.  I remember was considering it when the dream switched gears to the old girlfriend and it never returned to AD.  It's funny how you can not think about someone for years and then they will appear in your dream completely intact, looks, dress, voice, manner, exactly as I remember them.  I would never be able to conjur such a vivid recollection of this person while awake.

~Paul

[theinevitable]

you will laugh at me.

I dreampt that my life was screwed up because of the dvorak thing. Everything I said, or that anyone said to me, came out in scrambled letters. it was horrible.

also, right before I fell asleep, I had this peaceful feeling of sleepiness... which turned into this opressive weight. i thought to myself "I'm going to die in my sleep. Oh well, I've had a full life." And then there was this wierd half-dream-half-awake thing where I thought about some old, female writer who was about to die in her sleep.

[AugustWest]

Frogs and newts?

[wombat]

Frogs and newts?

You got a problem with that?

[misterqueue]

So you dream people build you houses as presents?

Man, I thought *I* was ego-centric and all... 

[pmcd9]

Slow news day, nothing to talk about.  Strip returns Tuesday.

~Paul

[wombat]

As long as Pat wasn't there acting as terrarium docent...

Oh Lord, you have no idea how much that would be like real life at a zoo.

So you dream people build you houses as presents?

Really, I normally dream about bakeries, and being late because of having to get ready in places where the shower is bizarre in some way.  I have no idea where this came from.

[misterqueue]

Really, I normally dream about bakeries, and being late because of having to get ready in places where the shower is bizarre in some way.  I have no idea where this came from.

I know why *I* dream of bakeries, but I haven't the foggiest why you would.

Furthermore, late as in late.. or late as in late?

[wombat]

Furthermore, late as in late.. or late as in late?

As in dead?  No, not poison gas showers. Weird bathrooms, with showers that spray all over the toilet bowl, or the bed, or are in front of a huge plate glass window with no curtains.  Unusable in bizarre ways.

I suppose I dream about bakeries for the prosaic reason that I spend a good deal of my waking life thinking about baked goods.  I know, millennia of evolution of the human brain and it comes to this.  Sad.

But who cares about my usual boring dreams.  Why the heck did I dream that Onstad built me a house decorated with frog enclosures?